I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 1904: Chapter 1027: World Mutation?

Elf Forest,

The vast and boundless Elf Forest is perpetually shrouded in a misty green light, with intertwined branches weaving an endless sea of green, as sunlight and spiritual power gently flow through the leaves.

What should have been a tranquil and peaceful Divine Domain is now tightly enveloped by an overwhelming air of killing intent.

The thousand-mile territory near the outskirts of the Elf Royal City has already become an everlasting battlefield.

This is the last barrier for the Elf Clan resisting the Abyss Invasion, almost severing the brutal defense line between Gaia World and the Endless Abyss.

Considerable time has passed since that earth-shaking demigod battle, yet the remnant heat of war has never completely dissipated from this land.

After a period of calm, with the passage of time, the intensity of this Abyss Battlefield continues to rise, the invisible pressure growing heavier day by day.

Looking from the Elf Royal City, on the horizon where heaven and earth meet, the Demon’s Gate stands tall upon the wasteland, its giant maw wide open like an ancient, never-dying beast.

Endless dark Abyss fog continuously surges out from the gate, the pitch-black Abyss Qi covering half the sky, staining the once-clear heaven and earth into a murky black and dark purple.

Countless twisted and malevolent Abyss Demons rush out from the gate like a frenzy, forming a dense black torrent of demons.

They sweep forward with a destructive, berserk aura, surging toward the Elf Royal City as if to devour and crush every bit of life along the way.

Yet compared to the beginning, the Elf Clan has long escaped the predicament of the war’s inception.

In response to this ever-escalating demon invasion, they have become much more composed.

Above the sky of the Elf Royal City, a warm and clear representation of the sun quietly hovers, replacing the original scorching sun and gently casting golden rays.

This is not the actual sun but the Divine Artifact of the Elf Clan—the Morning Star Badge brought from the Sun Chasing Realm!

This Divine Artifact hangs in the sky, surrounded by layers of Holy Light halos, its warm glow gentle and soothing.

The light is devoid of any harshness or sharpness, yet it contains a divine-like pressure.

Boundless sunlight floods the entire battlefield and the distant Demon’s Gate, forming a vast Holy Barrier.

Under this sunlight oppression specifically countering Abyss Power, all the Abyss Demons rushing out of the Demon’s Gate are subjected to extreme restraint.

The violent Abyss Power within them is forcibly suppressed, reducing their overall combat strength by more than thirty percent.

The significant weakening of their battle power makes the vicious and savage demon assault much feebler than before.

On the battlefield, the nimble Elf Warriors can calmly engage in battle, their wings flapping as arrows pierce through the air, accurately penetrating the demons’ bodies, while Magic and the Power of Nature weave into barriers, withstanding the crazy assaults of the demons.

The once brutal and incessant tug-of-war became a battle of suppression for the Elf Clan.

The battlefield pressure was greatly reduced, allowing the Elves within the Elf Royal City to enjoy a temporary peace.

Yet this surface stability cannot soothe the heaviness and unease in Adela, the Elf High Priestess’s heart.

Her white priest’s robe fluttered in the wind, her long hair fell over her shoulders, adorned with fine starlight patterns.

Adela stands quietly atop the highest tower of the city wall of the Elf Royal City, her gaze penetrating the forward-stretching battlefield, firmly locked onto the demonic and terrifying Demon’s Gate at the horizon’s edge.

There is not a trace of ease from victory on her face, only unrelenting heaviness and solemnity.

As the esteemed High Priest of the Elf Clan who wields the Power of Nature and Divinity, and also a top-tier being stepping into the Demigod Realm, her perception far surpasses ordinary Elves and Transcendent Professionals.

She can distinctly capture even the slightest fluctuations of Magic Power and breath in the Elf Forest.

Ordinary Elves can only see the increasing number of demons, their attacks still fierce, yet they cannot detect the deadly crisis lurking beneath heaven and earth.

But Adela clearly sensed that the Demon’s Gate has silently mutated recently.

The emanations are no longer merely carrying the Abyss’s aura but mingling with an Abyss Power that brings a breath of death and destruction.

This power is as deep as the sea, not erupting wildly, but constantly accumulating and brewing.

Like a slumbering ancient beast gathering strength, preparing to unleash a world-upturning catastrophe.

She is very clear in her heart that this is by no means an ordinary prelude to a demon invasion.

Though the Abyss’s attacking demons have been plentiful lately, they remained disorganized and weak in power.

Yet now the Abyss Power gathering behind the Demon’s Gate is becoming more concentrated and terrifying, with a chilling sense of latency.

As if some unknown and terrifying existence is silently amassing power, waiting to provoke a new calamity.

But even with the foresight of the crisis, Adela is helpless.

The Elf Clan today has suffered through several setbacks, its strength heavily drained and its vitality gravely wounded.

Even with strong reinforcements sent by the Church of the Gods and the battlefield buffed by Divine Power, there’s still not enough strength to destroy the distant Demon’s Gate, the source of this chaos.

Adela can only stand atop the city wall, gazing distantly at the wasteland shrouded in black fog.

Her fingertips tighten slightly, her mind racing through various strategies.

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